Whitebark Stream The river will be your eyes and ears.

She knew her brother wouldn't object too strongly, as he wasn't the type to. There was very few things he truly argued for, and if memory serves, he would resort to other means to get what he wants. The Deorwine looked at her siblings with a pleasant smile, but between the two, it read; do not touch him.

"The mountains, away from the flooding." Célnes had scouted just a bit to that area, and seemed the most appropriate to escape the weather.